#Yukio is silly he should show it more often
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frobby Ā· 10 months ago
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I think Yukio should become a hater, You Know. for his health
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aonogifreactions Ā· 4 years ago
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Hug Headcanons: Revisited
a/n: ive felt like i should rewrite this for a while now. i hated seeing those stuped ~180 words, so.. thats why were here! xD i added yukio to the mix as well, since ive gotten this ask >:) huge thanks to @no-remorseā€‹, who beta-read it for me <33
Tiny edit: Iā€™d love to hear the feedback for this one! <3
Warnings: Spoiler in the last headcanon in Yukioā€™s part!
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ā˜… Characters: Rin, Yukio, Mephisto, Lucifer, Amaimon, Astaroth.
ā˜… Words: 2,1k.
Rin:
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no matter where, whoā€™s watching, or what had happened before, heā€™s gonna give you a big, big hug! he absolutely lives for your hugs, it soothes him emotionally so much and works as immediate relief.
almost always his one hand wraps around your waist, while the other one goes on your head as he nuzzles into your neck; his hugs are always tight, almost as if you were about to get taken away from him - he doesnā€™t really feel like that inside, but.. he likes feeling that youā€™re here. present. for him.
after a fight, he immediately runs into your arms and almost makes you both fall on the ground as you nearly lose your balance when his arms wrap around you; feeling your embrace, your warmness.. something in his mind switches right away and heā€™s calm. heā€™s still shaking, but it gradually stops as he relaxes in your arms.
at first, he might be a little shy, but when he gets comfortable, he canā€™t keep his arms away from you. He just.. loves feeling you. hugs make him somewhat vulnerable, because he lets his frustration out, and at the same time - Rin gets an extreme dose of serotonin. He tends to place his forehead on yours just before he loosens his hold on you, and eventually moves on do to his things.
depending on your height, he still loves hugging the same! if youā€™re short - during hugging, he also places his cheek on your head, leaving a soft kiss on your hair. if youā€™re tall - he loves!! hugging!! into your chest!! or whatever he reaches!! heā€™s just snuggling into you like a madman.
he gets butterflies in his stomach when you hug him from behind and almost starts stuttering. (do it when he's cooking or sumn,, but u didn't hear it from me)Ā 
also, please, PLEASE wrap your arms around his neck. heā€™s gonna MELT.
Yukio:
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his hugs are rare, but itā€™s not like he doesnā€™t touch you - itā€™s just Yukio being Yukio; hugs make him vulnerable, similarly to Rin, except that itā€™s Yukioā€™s way toĀ ā€œopen upā€ about his problems a little. Itā€™s surely a very small step forward, but it shows that he's trying, yet he doesnā€™t realize how much it actually helps him.
he prefers to hug somewhere where there are not so many people around, not necessary in private completely, but as long as youā€™re the only one with him in the room, heā€™s down for a hug if he feels like it (or you beg him enough lol).
heā€™s usually silent during hugging, but he reallyĀ ā€œquietlyā€ lets his frustration out, you might even catch him sighing. at first, he embraces you with only one arm and places his head on your shoulder, but when it hits him - the emotions, that heā€™s been waiting for years and now heā€™s finally able to tell someone everything - heā€™s almost crying, but he intertwines his other hand with yours instead. even though there are no real words shared, his love language involuntarily shows the beauty of his complicated personality.
now, heā€™s a littleĀ ā€œunwillingā€ to hug you, mostly because of all that emotions crashing on him, but he feels so much better afterwards.. itā€™s unreal, he feels like you used some kind of magical spell on him.
the worst time to hug him is probably when heā€™s angry - and while it seems like a totally normal thing, it doesnā€™t work as comfort for him - it makes him even more upset, so itā€™s really best to leave him alone for some time. he knows your intentions are good though, so usually, he comes back to you with a calmed mind and apologizes.
I picture his S/O being in this mess in chapter 126, where the twins just beat the shit out of each other, and suddenly Yukioā€™s s/o comes up to him and stops from shooting Rin - heā€™d have that mental wall blocking him from hurting you in any way, just when he realizes he points his guns at your face or grabbing his hands and attempting to get Rin out of his target range - both of those things and any similar scenarios would end up with him looking at you with those beautiful, yet unfortunate eyes showing so much pain and sadness, along with that broken expression on his face, hoping to understand him.
Mephisto:
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weā€™re gonna have fun here. hugging with Mephisto is pretty common, he likes touching you physically and doesnā€™t really care if people see it - heā€™ll push boundaries as far as he can, but unless itā€™s someone or something really important, he stops and gets serious.Ā 
^unless itā€™s Arthur, he could politely knock on the door. Hearing the permission to come in, the first thing he sees is Mephisto hugging you with a hand on your lower back, heading dangerously onto your ass while casually giving him random papers and smirking at him. wow.
if you think the twinsā€™ grip was tight, Mephistoā€™s gonna literally try to squish you into his body - itā€™s not hugging if your bodies arenā€™t touching themselves in EVERY possible way. You could be practically glued to him and he wonā€™t complain - in fact, heā€™s gonna have that shit-eating grin and tease you by sayingĀ ā€œhmm, arenā€™t you needy, darling? you canā€™t be away from me even if I work!ā€ (even if.. it was him who called you over...)
he GETS handsy and you canā€™t do anything about it. and he really does it on purpose, just to tease you and see how much time it takes for you to get either horny or snap at him. nonetheless, he likes to place hands around your waist or just on your hips, then shove you into him, so heā€™s able to whisper sweet nothings in your ear.
hugs definitely show his ratherĀ ā€œsofterā€ side, the silly one - but he also doesnā€™t hesitate to hug you when heā€™s serious; these hugs, however, tend to be quicker but more intimate. even if itā€™s just him standing next to you and placing his hand on your hip while watching the dark sky, stars flickering slightly as you feel a slight, cold breeze hit your face; you look at him, wondering what heā€™s thinking about, this incredibly sharp mind with hundreds, perhaps thousands of different thoughts. Is he reflecting? Reminiscing? Regretting? or is his mind wandering around some silly thoughts? Yet youā€™re the one left wondering, not noticing his emerald eyes have focused on yours a while ago. You take your eyes off him, slightly embarrassed, hearing only a faint chuckle and feeling his grip tightening on you as you two once again gaze at the glittering galaxy above you.
Lucifer:
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due to his body being not as strong as Mephistoā€™s - heā€™s usually down for cuddling instead. however, when some of the elixirs do their job, heā€™s gonna give you hugs pretty often.
prefers to be in private when he really wants to give you a genuine hug; he doesnā€™t want to show others he fell for the trap namedĀ ā€œloveā€. he lets himself be a hypocrite about it, for once (ekhem satan and yuri).
Of course, tiny hugs wouldnā€™t be forgotten while attending stuff anywhere else on Dominus Liminis, but theyā€™re just quick hugs when you walk past him. he isnā€™t ashamed of you by any means, in fact, heā€™s proudly walking along with you most of the time, having a hand either on your waist or interlaced with yours.
Luciferā€™s hugs are very, very confident and send butterflies to your stomach - he radiates that strong energy to make you feel secure in his arms - the world could be falling, but as long as youā€™re in his arms, heā€™ll do anything to protect you from any harm, even if this means losing his precious body.
sometimes he hugs you in his own, unique way - he interlaces both of his hands with yours and places his forehead against yours, closing his eyes and sighing softly. while you might think itā€™s not really a hug, itā€™s definitely a very sweet gesture. you can get a kiss on the temple or a few sweet and uplifting words whispered in your ear too, if he feels particularly affectionate that day.
his views on physical contact are... a little bizarre; heā€™s confused and doesnā€™t fully understand the purpose of it, yet - he will admit itā€™s quite satisfying. feeling your lover is definitely something that feeds the feelings heā€™s had deep within him. he might be a little stiff when you introduce him to this too, no matter how many times heā€™d seen humans do it - experiencing it for the first time is new to him, but surely it is something he grew to enjoy.
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Ā so whatā€™s thatĀ ā€œhuggingā€ thing again? you just wrap your arms around someone and.. thatā€™s it? are you supposed to just stay like this? how long? - thatā€™s pretty much half of his thoughts going through his head when he hugs you.
it takes him quite a long time until heĀ ā€œlearnsā€ it just ā€œmakes him feel betterā€. he understands (kinda) the idea of it, but deeper down, heā€™s still pretty puzzled.
In the early stages of hugging, Amaimon didn't realize how strong his hugs were - if he didnā€™t break any bone of yours, then itā€™s a miracle. As soon as he noticed you almost passing out, he stopped and the guilt of possibly causing you harm has kicked in, so he promised you to make it up the best way he can.
Amaimon doesnā€™t realize it - but as time passes he grew used to hugs! Especially greeting hugs, which at this point he doesnā€™t realize he givesĀ  - itā€™s become a habit of his.
not a fan of long hugs - to say it bluntly, he becomes bored if it lasts too long (unless thereā€™s been a fight beforehand, in this case, he understands you want to regain the sense of security that physical body is able to give). he likes quick hugs instead, which he gives more often.
Amaimonā€™s hugs are pretty simple - he wraps his arms around your waist and thatā€™s.. pretty much it. He might rub your back sometimes, but to be honest - he just likes the simplicity. Funnily enough, when Behemoth notices you hugging, he also wants to participate! Tiny demon bounces your way and while itā€™s near your leg, he starts clinging to it and nuzzling himself (Amaimonā€™s kinda >:((((((( when he sees Behemoth snuggling, but itā€™s his boyo so he forgives him).
However, Amai gets really mad when he sees you hugging someone else than him. Unless itā€™s a close friend or family member, heā€™s.. somewhat accepting this, but if itā€™s someone he doesnā€™t know - heā€™ll either try to fight them or take you bridal style in his arms and just go away.
He also gets awfully handsy, which he probably picked up from Mephisto. His one hand might slowly slide down to grope your ass cheeks; when you look at his face questionably, heā€™s just gonna place the other hand on your ass as his answer.
Astaroth:
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his understanding is even worse than Amaimonā€™s, so heā€™s initially against it. he doesnā€™t understand the purpose of it and it's very hard to convince him otherwise, saying something along the lines ofĀ ā€œif you need yourĀ ā€œphysical contactā€ we can fuck on the counterā€.
continuously asking him would only make the situation worse, as heā€™d get annoyed more each second, eventually making him leave the house for a few days. one situation, however, changed his mind the most - heā€™s once lashed out at you, leaving you crying. he left nonetheless and waited a few days until he cooled off. feeling bad for his actions and regretting doing it for once, he came back, but instead of confronting you - he left a withering rose with a note.
heā€™s learned a little bit from that situation - seeing that you accept his quirks, he decided to try out some of your ideas - including hugging. and oh boy, how wrong he was.
he will NOT admit he likes hugs for his life; veryĀ ā€œtsundereā€ approach to it, but you can catch his face being relaxed sometimes.
his favorite hug is.. hugging you from behind! whenever youā€™re cooking or being busy just in general, he loves surprising you with a hug, encircling his hands around your belly as you flinch slightly, not expecting him. as an apology, he places a gentle kiss on your shoulder.
due to him being nasty, you gotta bear with his dirty-talking heā€™sĀ ā€œperformingā€ every time he hugs you. he also WILL tease you by groping your chest with no shame, attempt to give you hickies, and after a while - move his hands dangerously near your chest.
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bunnyywritings Ā· 4 years ago
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flying pigs
yukio okumura x gn!reader
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day 5: pumpkin patch
word count: 1.4k
š©š«šžšÆš¢šØš®š¬; šššš² šŸ’ - š¦ššš¬š­šžš«š„š¢š¬š­ - š§šžš±š­; šššš² šŸ”
[a/n: Iā€™m sorry this was posted so late, but here is day 5! I know heā€™s not a very popular character but I absolutely adore him, heā€™s so adorable and ugh his two little moles are so so cute šŸ„ŗ enjoy! -yours truly, bunnyy ]
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The soft sunlight coming in through the blinds made Yukio squint, his hand coming up to rub the tiredness from his eyes. At his subtle movement, he felt you move around just a bit before snuggling back into his chest.
ā€œGood Morning.ā€ He chuckled softly, a smile growing on his lips when you hadnā€™t responded. He could tell that you were awake, your chest was rising and falling at a normal rate. He could also feel you smiling against his bare chest. ā€œI said good morning, sleepyhead.ā€ He whispered in your ear, the sensation sending a shiver down your spine but you still hadnā€™t responded. ā€œI can play games too, my love.ā€
Before you could even think of responding, he had flipped the two of you over and was hovering over you. A satisfied smile on his lips as he stared into your wide eyes. Your eyes squeezed shut once more as he leaned down and pressed feather-light kisses all over your face and down your neck.
ā€œY-Yuki s-stop!ā€ You wheezed as he started to tickle your sides. ā€œYukio!ā€ Your laughter and his stirred the quiet air as he continued his merciless assault on your sides before finally letting up and collapsing onto the bed besides you.
Lying on his side he reached out and cupped your cheek to turn your head towards him. ā€œGood morning baby.ā€
ā€œMorning Yuki.ā€ You leaned forward and placed a sweet kiss on his lips.
ā€œWe should start getting ready.ā€ Yukio smiled against your lips before pecking them once more before the both of you finally got up from bed.
See, Shiro and the others at the church wanted to do a pumpkin patch on the grounds this year and he thought itā€™d also be a great way to meet his sonā€™s fiance. You had never met Father Fujimoto before and while you knew he wasnā€™t Yukioā€™s birth father, he was a father to him all the same so to say you were nervous would be a gross understatement. Your hands wouldnā€™t stop shaking as you got ready. It wasnā€™t until you were struggling to get a bead of toothpaste on the brush that Yukio took notice of your nerves. He knew you were nervous, and so was he but he was also sure that they would absolutely love you.
Rin definitely did.
You got on with his twin quite well, which was both a blessing and a curse. Rin definitely bought out your mischievous side. Not that Yukio minded, thatā€™s why he fell in love with you. You were silly and playful but serious when needed. You balanced him out. However, Rin was the gunpowder that always set you off and as much as he adored the fact that you got along with his, slightly, older brother...he wasnā€™t fond of the pranks that you both pulled. Thatā€™s when he was especially thankful for Shiemi who would, more often than not, calm Rin down with something as simple as a kiss.
Wrapping his arms around your waist and resting his chin on your shoulder. ā€œRelax (y/n), theyā€™ll love you. I promise. And even if they didnā€™t, that would change absolutely nothing.ā€
ā€œBut thereā€™s a chance that theyā€™ll hate me.ā€
ā€œSure, if we see a flying pig today then thereā€™ll definitely be a chance that they will absolutely hate you.ā€ That was slightly comforting because the chances of seeing an actual flying pig were very slim but there was still a chance.
Finally leaving, it was a slightly tense drive to the church but it went by in the blink of an eye. There were a few kids running around and playing in the hay and parents picking out the perfect sized pumpkins to carve.
Yukioā€™s hand slipped into yours, fingers interlacing as the both of you walked around in search of Father Fujimoto. As you both approached a rather large wall of hay, there was something that made you stop dead in your tracks and tug on Yukioā€™s hand rather harshly.
ā€œWhat? Whatā€™s wrong?ā€
ā€œI-Itā€™sā€¦.oh godā€¦.p-pig!ā€ You panicked, stomach churning. Yukio was ready to brush it off and tell you that you were seeing things but he couldnā€™t.
There was a pig.
It wasnā€™t really flying? It was...hovering, which was slightly worse, over the huge wall of hay.
ā€œWhat the-?ā€ Yukioā€™s jaw dropped.
ā€œRin! Put that poor pig down! Youā€™re going to drop it!ā€
Then came Rinā€™s ridiculous laugh before the pig disappeared. Both of you rushed your way around the corner and, sure enough, there was Rin with the little pig in his arms.
ā€œOh come on, old man, heā€™s fine!ā€ The older twin turned the pig to face him. ā€œArenā€™t you, little guy?ā€ He cooed as the pig seemed to squeal in agreement.
ā€œJust put him back!ā€ Father Fujimoto hissed and smacked Rin upside the head.
Rin leaned down and placed the pig back into the ā€˜petting zooā€™ pen. Rubbing the sore spot on the back of his head before he caught sight of the both of you. ā€œ(Y/n)! Yukio!ā€ He screeched in delight before running over and throwing his arms around the both of you. You chuckled at his enthusiasm and tried to hug him back as best he could.
As both of you greeted Rin, Fujimoto watched. He watched the way Yukioā€™s eyes practically glistened as he watched you engage a very excited Rin in conversation. He was looking at you as if you hung the moon and all its stars in the sky. His heart warmed at the sight.
ā€œOi Yukio! Arenā€™t you gonna introduce me to your fiance?ā€
ā€œOh right.ā€ Yukio grinned. ā€œDad this is (y/n). (Y/n), this is my dad, Shiro.ā€
You gulped nervously. ā€œItā€™s very nice to meet you Father Fujimoto.ā€ You bowed before holding your hand out to shake his. He frowned. Your stomach dropped as a million thoughts raced in your mind. ā€˜Should you not have called him Father Fuimoto? Did he hate you already? Did he-ā€
ā€œOh thereā€™s none of that, come here.ā€ He gently pushed your hand away and pulled you into a hug, one that you gladly reciprocated as relief flooded your body. He then pulled away and held you at arms length and looked you over. ā€œYou're stunning...are you sure you wanna marry Yukio?ā€ He was just teasing as his tone was playful and before Yukio could say anything witty back, a look of confidence and determination took over your features.
ā€œOf course I want to marry Yukio. I love him with my entire being...he-he means the world to me.ā€ Hearing the sheer certainness in your voice, Yukio swore that his heart would burst right then and there.
ā€œWell then,ā€ Fujimoto started to tear up a bit. ā€œIā€™m glad Yukio found someone that loves him so much.ā€ He squeezed your shoulders gently. ā€œI hope you two are staying for dinner, we have much to celebrate.ā€
Before either of you could question why, Shiemi called out a greeting to you guys before coming over and sharing the news. Yukio was speechless as he saw Shiemi show off her engagement ring as you were now just noticing that Rin was also wearing one.
ā€œNow go enjoy the pumpkin patch, we have some delicious candy apples over there.ā€
As the night went on, you and Yukio had gotten lost in the corn maze and played a few fun games before heading inside to eat some of Rinā€™s delicious cooking. Now you were all around the fireplace as Shiro shared embarrassing stories and baby photos of the twins who both had a permanent blush on their faces as they watched you and Shiemi coo at how cute they were.
ā€œ-and he would just cry and cry until rin came over and helped him out.ā€ Shiro cackled as he recounted one of the many times baby Yukio cried because of a scraped knee or because a kid made fun of his moles.
ā€œDadā€¦ā€ Yukio groaned and hid his face in his hands before he felt you gently grip his wrists and move his hands away.
ā€œI think your moles are adorable Yuki.ā€ You leaned forward and placed a kiss on the moles that were just underneath his eye, your nose bumping the rim of his glasses in the process.
ā€œI know baby, thatā€™s why I love you.ā€ He blushed even harder, heat basically radiating from his cheeks as he leaned forward to give you a proper kiss.
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yuki-d-raizel-blog Ā· 7 years ago
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Believe Me
Chapter 10/??
Relationship: Rin x Reader (Your/Name) , (Full/Name)
Summit: Inside the class there was the same confusion of always, Rin and Bon were fighting over something stupid, Shima and Konekomaru were trying to stop them while Shiemi and Izumo were laughing for the scene. Everything was as always. Until the bell rang. The Exwires notice that the professor was late, but nobody knew why. When the door openedā€¦ A new student arrived to the True Cross Academy. Sheā€™s smart and strong, still a quiet and solitary person. Moved by a strange feeling, Rin would like to know her, help her if he can but nobody would think that that student was someone soā€¦ special.
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You open the fridge to check the ingredients and ask if Rin has any preferences. When you turn, heā€™s touching every tool he can see. Magazines, knifes, pots, the oven, everything is brand-new and is stimulating so hard his curiosity.
ā€œHeā€™s so simple and easy to read.ā€ <<Hey master chef, do you prefer Italian, French, meat or fish?>>
<<C-can I make dinner again? I wanna try everythingā€¦ Iā€™ll clean->>
<<Donā€™t say that. Youā€™re a precious guest, I canā€™t make you clean and cook.>>
<<Eh? I donā€™t mind it, for real! I really love cooking, you have fresh ingredients and new-brand tools, soā€¦>>
<<Then let me help you.>> you move aside and let the fridge open, <<Youā€™re the chef and Iā€™m your assistant. What about this?>>
Enthusiastic, Rin starts to select each ingredient and gives you instructions. As you prepare the different type of blends, he washes and chops the vegetables and the meat. Once everything is done, Rin dries his hands and follows your movements with the corner of the eyes. While youā€™re pourring the flour in a bowl, he keeps watching your figure, when Yukiyaā€™s words raise inside his mind.
ā€œIf I touch a little higher on the shoulder, sheā€™ll jumpā€¦ā€ he stops behind you and touches you with one finger in a spot.
<<SWEET JESUS!>> you catch the bowl in time before it fall, <<Oi->>
<<Very interesting.>> he has a smirk and a very sadistic face, <<Come here (Y/N).>>
<<Donā€™t you dare! Bad Rin!>>
<<Caught ya!>> he assaults your hips touching all the weak spots in a second, <<Now (Y/N), on a scale from 1 to 10, how ticklish are you right here?>> Rin circled your bellybutton torturous slow with his index finger. The demon smirked when he felt your body twitch under his touch before he decides to add a little more pressure.
ā€œDonā€™t laugh for the love of god!ā€ youā€™ve tried sucking your stomach in to avoid the ticklish touch and you bit your own lips to keep the giggles inside. ā€œ(Y/N) donā€™t!ā€ but when Rin decided to spider-tickle around your bellybutton and gently scratch at his waistline, the dam broke.
<<Well, thatā€™s an 11 for me.>> the boy laughs down at you, who are trying to swatt his fingers away, but itā€™s not working.
ā€œGoddammit!ā€ you really tried to fight against your friendā€™s teasing hands but it seemed like the son of Satan had the worryingly talent to tickle you right there, where it made you grow and fell helplessly into the floor, squirming and laughing under Rinā€™s torturous touch.
<<Whatā€™s wrong, (Y/N)?>>
<<Little->> you tried sending him a glare but then there were suddenly finger wriggling and digging into your underarms sending you into a hysteric giggle fit.
<<Aww is someone a bit ticklish? Maybe here too?>> Rin is smirking down at an air gasping classmate before that cute girl throws her head back in the floor and her hands uselessly clutching his wrists but she hasnā€™t the strength to actually push him off.
ā€œIā€™ll die from lack of oxygen and out of embarrassment! Fuck!ā€ you should be thankful at your body, when Rin dugged his fingers into your ribs, he fell off due to your suddenly back arching. Your face is red and your voice sound suffocate, so he stops. All the flour is on the floor, in your hair and probably in his too.
ā€œWhat am I doing?!ā€ thinks the Exwire while is sitting on your legs, ā€œSheā€™s trying to catch her breathā€¦ Woah, stop that thought right away Rin! You canā€™t think at it!ā€
<<You bastardā€¦>> with an invisible move, now youā€™re on top, <<How dare you!>> this time youā€™re the one that will torture him, and he will beg for mercy.
<<Wait, itā€™s not fair->> he tried to stop your hand too but like it happened to you, he lost all his strength and couldnā€™t do anything against his teammate.
<<Itā€™s so fair!>> your fingers are long and thin, so they can go everywhere without problems, <<Iā€™m not even touching your tail, Iā€™m magnanimous!>>
ā€œOh, I forgot about it!ā€ he moves it in your neck, <<Bullseye!>> your body tense immediately and Rin has the chance to bring you down again and tickle you even with his tail.
<<YoohU uSheeEd YoUhR tAaaahil! Itā€™S NhOt FaIhr!>>
<<Itā€™s so fair!>>
ā€œDonā€™t steal my lines!ā€ you canā€™t talk anymore, your hysterical laugh wonā€™t stop, when an idea born in your mind. Using the last strength left, you move your legs and close them firmly on Rinā€™s hips, hitting his tail. He loses his force but manages to not fall on you, <<Hahā€¦ haaā€¦ this isā€¦ the second timeā€¦ you caught meā€¦ off guardā€¦>>
<<Iā€™m getting better thenā€¦>> he feels the grip on the hips loosen, ā€œShe has really strong legs. Theyā€™re thinā€¦ I get it, she is the personification of the proverb -donā€™t judge a book by its cover-ā€œ <<!>> when he looks at you again, your face is so red for the embarrassmentā€¦ ā€œSheā€™s so cute with that hard blush- Wait, if sheā€™s reacting like this it meansā€¦ā€
<<This is notā€¦ goodā€¦>> you relax your head on the floor, <<I canā€™t help itā€¦. Around you I feel protected and safe, I always let my guard downā€¦ Being around you isn't good for meā€¦>>
ā€œMaybe Yukiya was right. Iā€™ve never seen her with that hard blush with somebody, only me.ā€ he lends over your face slowly, ā€œI feel like without her I canā€™t do anything anymore. Sheā€™s my strength and weakness, what am I supposed to do with these strong feelings?ā€ his body is moving instinctively.
ā€œHeā€™s gonna... kiss me?ā€ you felt his tail twirled gently in your leg and his hand has moved until it reached your fingers, ā€œHe has such strong and incontrollable powers, but heā€™s caring with the others, even if they hate him. While with me is gentler, vulnerableā€¦ Every time I discover a new sideā€¦ I love that. Iā€™ve never had a weakness; until now. He has my life in his hands and Iā€™m fine with it. In the past I would fight against it Iā€™m sure, nobody was able to control me as they liked.ā€ you put your forearms on the floor and push yourself a little higher, "If Iā€™m not resistingā€¦ How much I love him for change even myself?ā€
Right before the lips could touch, a phone ring and break the atmosphere. Both of you are blushing and canā€™t even speak, so you get quickly away from each other.
ā€œThat was so close! Damn it!ā€ you two had the same thought.
While the Exwire checks the phone, you clean the mess youā€™re done with that silly tickle war. Fortunately, all the ingredients are safe, lack only the flour. You replace it and wait for your friend to comes back.
<<Youā€™ll pay for this, four-eyes!>> Rin takes the call frustrated, <<What you want?>>
<<Sorry nii-san, I would only tell you that Shura wants to continue the training with your flame.>>
<<Gimme a break! Itā€™s summer holidays, you canā€™t do this to me!>>
<<Youā€™re under Vaticanā€™s observation, you->>
<<Yeah, yeah. But when the training will be over, Iā€™ll do what I want!>>
<<Until you donā€™t destroy anything and your flame will not go wild, Iā€™m fine with everything.>>
<<Then bye, stupid four-eyes!>> the son of Satan ends the call and with a growl he looks at the sky.
<<Everything ok?>> the girl approaches him slowly for not invade his privacy, <<Need to go back?>>
<<Eh? No, no.>> he looks really pissed, <<Yukio told me that I must do my training with my flames.>>
<<I think you donā€™t need it.>> you speak honestly, <<Yes, your powers are strong but itā€™s all a mental issue.>>
<<What do you mean?>>
<<Letā€™s eat first!>> Rin goes back with you and while you two are cooking, you answer at him, <<When I used my powers for the first time, I thought Iā€™ll hurt everyone, and they often went wild. Yukiya told me that I mustnā€™t fear them, but accept them and accept myself for what I am. It was hard, but I did it. Now I can control my powers easily, and rarely go on berserk like the past.>>
<<So, what can I do?>>
<<First, accept yourself.>> she sets the table with glasses, drinks, plates, <<Youā€™re afraid to be alone due to them. Youā€™re rejecting your demon part, donā€™t do that, Rin. I know itā€™s difficult, but when you can finally see who you are, then the others will understand that you arenā€™t a weapon or a danger.>>
<<You really believe that?>>
<<Of course, I know you enough to prove it. One day maybe, Iā€™ll show you my true powers and our roles will be inverted.>>
<<Eh?>> both of you sit on the chair and began to eat, <<(Y/N)->>
<<My strength and existence are like a catastrophe for humans. Except for Shion, everyone has rejected me and tried to kill me when they saw my true powers. Will you react like them or not?>>
---Continue...
Chapter 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18
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AoEx Secret Santa 2016: Nocturnal Entertainment
Itā€™s already the 17th in Germany, so Iā€™m just going ahead and post my contribution to this Secret Santa as well! The one Iā€™m bestowing this Mephisto fanfiction with is @demonsandfleas ! Admittedly, this was my first AoEx fic Iā€™ve ever written - and with Mephisto, no less! Heā€™s a difficult character to write, but it was still a lot of fun! I hope that you will enjoy this fic demonsandfleas (and of course all other potentional readers as well)! If you smile or laugh at least once, I consider this gift to be a success. Hope you enjoy what youā€™ll read!
Disclaimer: This one-shot takes place in the mangaverse (chapter 83), so please be cautious of spoilers!
[ Nocturnal Entertainment ]
A principal of an esteemed school must be a formidable role-model for their students and staff alike. Not only do they shoulder the burden of the schoolā€™s continued success on their shoulders, theyā€™re also required to be good at teaching, which isnā€™t limited to pupils only. Teachers need to be shown how to handle certain matters as well, especially those new to the job. After all, a principal is there to guide and advise, to nuture and oversee. As if this wasnā€™t enough already, they are also required to build and maintain a strong school community. A good atmosphere is necessary to keep everything running smoothly; if people start to get ill-tempered - which more often than not leads to uncooperative behaviour -, it would make everything much more of a hassle.
Throw in the additional work of being a honorary knight in the True Cross Order onto that huge pile - whilst also maintaining a barrier that slows down an artificial Gehenna Gate from inviting doom and destruction into Assiah - and congratulations: you are Mephisto Pheles, one of the Eight Demon Kings who is currently sitting in front of his laptop at 3 in the morning with even darker eye bags than usually. One might ask now, what is the King of Time doing at this ungodly hour? Was there still important work that needed to be done this night? Reports to be written, commands to be issued? An urgency to be handled delicately and swiftly?
If one were to look at the screen that Mephisto was currently staring at, it would be devoid of anything work-related. Instead, the screen displayed an online shop site filled with merchandise. Figurines, keychains, dakimuras - the list went on and on.
Mephisto Pheles, principal of True Cross Academy and one of the mightiest demons alive, was currently shopping to his heartā€™s content.
In his opinion, he certainly deserved to indulge himself in his pleasures, as today had been especially demanding of him. Less so his principal duties and more so his responsibilities as an exorcist. It wasnā€™t easy to juggle between dealing with authorities, the cram school in all its glory and his brothersā€™ needs. Good lord, Amaimon had certainly caused him a lot of trouble this afternoon, what with nearly getting into another fight with Rin. It was honestly exhausting to tell his younger brother again and again that he ought to behave properly in order to stay outside. Sometimes, it felt like as if he was talking to a broken recorder. Younger brothers could be rather difficult at times, he concluded.
However, instead of focusing his thoughts onto past unpleasantries, he prefered to enjoy the present to its full extend. Sure, it was 3 am and he should be asleep, by all means, but that didnā€™t stop him from staying awake nonetheless. As a responsible adult who paid for his bills and got all sorts of work done, he had every goddamn right to spend his free time however he wanted to. Then again, itā€™s not like as if he would allow anyone to tell him what to do with his life - that was just absurd. He had always lived life on his own accord and that wouldnā€™t change anytime soon, if at all.
As Mephisto was done shopping for himself, a sudden thought crossed his mind - what if he would buy his brothers a gift as well? After all, he had a secret mission going on; to convert all of his siblings into otakus.
Albeit a silly mission and by far not reaching the top of his list in accomplishing life goals - it would be futile to ask for the full list, as Mephisto did not like to play with open cards -, it was still something that he wanted to turn into a reality. He had already started with Amaimon, who had shown a decent amount of interest in this particular human culture. Luckily for him, Rin was also quite fond of mangas, at the very least. Even Yukio showed a moderate interest, albeit not nearly as big as the other two. Still, it was a start and progressed a lot better than what he could say about his other siblings. Especially Lucifer.
It was a shame, really. Humans have created and developed such fascinating things - how could you not try any of it out? If only they attempted it at least once, instead of wanting to burn this realm down because they experienced pain through their physical bodies. They missed out on so much fun and entertainment, he almost pitied them.
The idea of buying his siblings gifts solidified, Mephisto wondered what exactly he should buy them. It certainly wouldnā€™t be something that they would outright enjoy without question - what would be the fun in that? No, he was still a demon and teasing and pissing off his brothers continued to be an enjoyable hobby of his. Maybe not the most unproblematic activity to pass time, but it was plain and simple fun.
(And there goes the converting part in favour of being a smug bastard. Well, wasnā€™t the first time that happened.)
As Mephisto browsed through the site, he snorted at an article he just found. A mischievous grin formed itself on his lips, the King of Time chuckling amusingly as he leaned back in his chair. Gloved hands folded neatly underneath his chin while one of his legs went over the other to adjust his sitting position into a more comfortable one. ā€œA dakimura printed on a dakimura? Oh, this is too good to pass up~ā€, he mumbled to himself, ordering it immediately. Who would receive it, you ask? Well, he would bestow it upon Lucifer - his poor brother needed all the rest he could get, after all. One more pillow would certainly do the trick, no? Even more so if he would draw Luciferā€™s face on it with the inscription ā€˜This could be your bodyā€™. Motivating, wasnā€™t it?
He might have found this joke less amusing if he were more awake, but hell, heā€™s already sleep-deprived enough as is. In this state, many things turn out to be suddenly far more hillarious than they have any right to be.
The next things he ordered were equally obscure - chopsticks that looked like ridiculously thin kunais, a white hoodie with a strange penguin motive (or at least thatā€™s what he is assuming anyway), an exceptionally badly drawn manga which makes him question how it got even printed to begin withā€¦ Anything that you would proclaim as ā€˜absolutely weirdā€™ or ā€˜downright badā€™ found itself in his basket.
When everything was said and done, Mephisto threw a quick glance towards the time - almost 4 am. Huh, time certainly passes by faster if youā€™re actually engrossed in something. However, time was relative to him, given his powers. Still, it was a little realization that everyone had once in a while, even if you were the King of Time.
Finally deciding to turn in for the night, Mephisto shut down in laptop and maneuvered himself to his bed. As much fun it was to surf through the internet in order to find the strangest things humanity had to offer (he would never forget that one time he decided to browse through the deepest sections of fanfictions in one particular night), he knew that his body required rest. He couldnā€™t completely exhaust himself, not with everything going on. There were demons to defeat, Illuminatiā€™s to be outsmarted, people to be observed - Mephisto truly had a lot on his plate. However, he was a skilled multi-tasker - and one who enjoyed to be involved in so much fun. (Assiah continued to be the best playground he could ever hope for.)
As he layed down on his bed, his mind wandered back to all the stuff he had ordered. Oh, what wouldnā€™t he give to see each and everyoneā€™s initial reaction upon his gifts! It would be a riot for sure - especially if he went through with the one he came up with for Lucifer. He might reconsider tomorrow, as this would definitely cause his brother to pop more than one vein. But for now, he simply entertained the thought, the mere possibility of it happening. That alone was amusing enough.
After all, Mephisto was already accustomed to sit back in his chair, sip on some delicious tea while watching the world around him fall into utter chaos. It was always a great pleasure to have the front seat on such extraordinarly exciting shows. Even an entertainer wishes to be entertained and life just happened to be the best stage.
But for now, the stage would have to wait as Mephisto slipped into the gentle embrace of darkness.
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